“It may be that all games are silly. But then, so are humans. ”

“This is not some silly game...This is life and death Angels and demons.”

“Please may this not be a game. Please may this not be a game. Because if it’s a game, I know I’m going to lose.”

“I'm sitting in the bleachers, watching longingly as all the boys and umbumped girls in my Personal Health and Fitness class play Muggle Quidditch. I don't even like the game very much, I think it's silly, but I so miss physical activity that I'd be thrilled if I could run around the gymnasium with a broom between my legs, chasing after the human snitch wearing a gold pinny.”

“To me it was plain silly. It is so obvious that life works in terms of species rather than individuals. The individual just has to be born, to develop to the point at which it can procreate, and then to fall away into death to make way for its successors, and humans are no exception whatever they may fancy.”

“And loveSuch a silly game we playLike a summers day in MayWhat is loveWhat is loveI just want it to be love”